Amphitrite Cromwell D4 (Finished)

I suppose I should begin explaining my facial area. That's what everyone sees first anyways, right?

First of all, my hair is short in the back, with a bit of length on the sides. As for my bangs, they're choppy and layered, and they fall forward, down the middle of my forehead. One day, on a whim, I just decided to cut it, and that's how it turned put. I liked it, so, I kept the style. My hair is essentially dark brown, with a few patches of red in my bangs. The red, honestly, came from berries that I found in the woods.

I suppose you could say I have a heart shape face. I have a straight nose, and my lips are a bit uneven, the top being thin while the bottom is plump. I have slightly thin eyebrows, followed by chocolate-brown eyes. As for cosmetics and vanity, I wear eyeliner, and a bit of lipstick, though I wouldn't consider myself feminine. As far as piercings go, I have two lip piercings, one septum piercing, and plugs.

My skin tone is pretty even, not being too pale or too tan. As for my body, the part of me that I dread describing most, I suppose I'm pretty thin. I have a bit of muscle from swimming, and I wouldn't consider myself weak, not at all. I have long legs, and I'm a bit tall. As of this moment, I can almost guarantee you're wondering why I dread describing my body, so I'll just tell you. I have scars. Yes, I said scars. And no, I don't mean minor cuts and bruises, I mean gashes and burn marks. All over my back and on small parts of my stomach. The result of an abusive drunk. But that's another story, for another time.

To fully describe myself, that would take...nearly sixteen years. So, I'll just give you the basics.

Firstly, I'm comfortable with being alone. I have a few friends, and a best friend that I do everything with, but, I don't mind being by myself. I'm not always very confident, but I'm not uncomfortable with talking, though I'm not too good with small talk.

I'd say that my looks describe me a lot. I'm a bit dark, but no, I'm not evil. I just stand out from the bleach-blonde, blue-eyed, sun-tanned clones of District four.

I believe that I have a bit of an anger problem. I get angry at the smallest of problems, sometimes. I try to tell myself that it's important to worry about big things, and that the small, irrelevant things, I should just brush off. But, it's not that easy.

To be quite honest, I'm very insecure. I think that the abuse from my father as a child left not only physical scars, but mental and emotional scars, too. Sometimes, I still have nightmares about the abuse. I just can't forget, but it kills me to remember.

I would consider myself a very strong person. Not physically strong, no. Mentally. About a year ago, I developed a horrible habit: self harm. I thought that it helped me, to harm myself. Whenever I thought of my father, I would just hurt myself, so I felt pain on the outside, and didn't have to focus on the things going on in my head. But, I caught myself, realized how cutting made me feel, deep down. I felt horrible, ashamed. So, I stopped. It wasn't easy, but I pushed forward, and dropped the habit. I mean, I already had enough scars without purposefully adding more.

I know that this is pretty typical for teenagers, but music means the world to me. I absolutely can't go a day without it.

<sup>Take a breath
I pull myself together
Just another step till I reach the door
You'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you
I wish that I could tell you something
To take it all away

Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I won't give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know

When I hear your voice
Its drowning in a whisper
It's just skin and bones
There's nothing left to take
And no matter what I do I can't make you feel better
If only I could find the answer
To help me understand

Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there're so many things that I want you to know
I wont give up till it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know

That if you fall, stumble down
I'll pick you up off the ground
If you lose faith in you
I'll give you strength to pull through
Tell me you won't give up cause I'll be waiting if you fall
Oh you know I'll be there for you</sup>

As I've previously mentioned, when I was a child, I was abused by my father. This uncharacteristic rage would become him. He would find whatever was in sight, and whoever was closest to him would be his target. Many times, this would be my mother. But, too many times, his target was me. He would hit me with random objects, hit me with his hands, and sometimes, he would burn me. Sometimes, he would fill the bathtub, and hold my mother's face under. Luckily, he never did this to me. Because, well, I love the water. Swimming, fishing, etc. My mother, of course, is often reluctant to let me go to the ocean, and I understand why.

For the duration of my life, my mother has been my other half. My safe haven. She and I both understand how if feels to be abused by the person that should love and protect you.

I'm an only child, and for this, I'm thankful. Though I often wonder how it would be to have a brother or a sister, I'm glad that there wasn't another victim to my father's rage.

As far as childhoods go, I was raised by the ocean. The water has always felt like a refuge for me. Many times, I would go to the ocean when my father was asleep during the day, when I wasn't in school. I had learned my lesson the first time I went to the ocean while my father was drunk. He noticed my absence, and my mother got a beating that left her needing medical care for a week.

When I was eleven, my father died of a stroke. I can't say that I was sad to see him go, honestly.

Throughout the years, the one person that I could always turn to, besides my mother, has been my best friend, Saruhn. She can't really empathize well with my issues, but we're very similar, and she truly is an amazing person. I would do anything in the world for her, including offering myself as a tribute, in the event that she was chosen to be in The Hunger Games.

Recently, I started dating Saruhn's brother, Nereus. He and I share a similar love for the ocean, and we have a lot in common. He dresses dark, like I do, and everyone considers him an outcast. He and his sister are very similar, too.

As of now, I suppose I'm just waiting to see where my life takes me, what the next chapter is. Hopefully, the next chapter is an interesting one.....